Father’s Day 2014

DSC01507Father’s Day brunch: grilled sausage and a big omelet with cheese, red bell pepper, spinach, green onions, avocado and Mediterranean seasoning.

We put down another bag of mulch at Edgewater, stopped for ice cream at Sweet Caroline’s and did the transfer station run.

We went back for their lawn mower and Ron tried it out. Definitely needs looking at; we’ll drop it off tomorrow.

I finally planted the cukes and beets. Made room by digging up and transplanting some violets to the garden in front of the fence.

Ron picked up clam chowder for supper.

Saw two hummers, one in our yard and one at Sweet Caroline’s.

Forgiveness: A Remarkably Sensible Definition

In my mind, the concept of forgiveness really allows the person basically to say, I’ve done everything that I can to repair this relationship, but there’s no way to do it. This person is just going to be painfully abusive to me, and so I’m going to learn to call it a day. Now, if you call that forgiveness, I would say that’s a reasonable outcome. But to say that everything can be repaired, and everything can be fixed and forgiven, is just not reasonable given the facts.

FRIEDMAN: I mean, the whole concept of forgiveness, it seems to me, is based on the idea that somebody who’s done something wrong to you acknowledges that and says, I’m sorry, and gives you an explanation – I was going through a terrible time; I didn’t know myself; I was wicked back then; I was using drugs back then. I was irredeemably bad. I want another chance.

But before you can forgive somebody, there has to be an acknowledgement of transgression. They have to be able to say to you, you know what? I really screwed up. I did a terrible thing, and I’m so sorry. I don’t even know how I can repair it. I mean, at least that’s a starting point. But to ask somebody who is the victim of abuse to simply give a carte blanche forgiveness, is a psychologically meaningless and potentially, really harmful task to set them.

Dr. Richard Friedman for NPR. Dr. Friedman has written about so-called toxic parents himself for The New York Times. He is a psychiatrist; he is also a professor of clinical psychiatry at Weill Cornell Medical College.

Rain

Raining this morning, really coming down right now.  Thank goodness!  It’s been too dry, even at Edgewater.  This will really help the strawberries.  We have quite a few growing beneath the violet leaves.

I’m so happy that we got the grass garden cleaned up and mulched yesterday.  Sorry that I didn’t get the beets and cukes planted.

Gardener’s Diary

Planted two geraniums yesterday and a Delphinium today.  Hoping against hope that the Delph blooms this season and winters over.  It was the last purple/blue one at Attaquin.  I think it got passed over because it doesn’t have blossoms.

Need to do: beets and cukes.

Ron and I weeded and mulched the grass garden at Edgewater today.  It looks beautiful!  He got a good price on mulch at Botello, interestingly enough: they matched Waquoit.  Made me appreciate the great pre-season deal at Scenic Roots.  Maybe will get more next year.

Roses are starting to bloom.  Poor little things haven’t recovered yet from the damned caterpillars.

Ron has worked hard all day. He put the primer coat on the bench and has just finished washing the green table and a big 5-gallon bucket.

Grub Control, Oriole

Pretty sure I saw an Oriole today in one of the Russian olives.

Lawn people called about putting down grub control, so I finally used that bag that’s been sitting in the shed for ages.  It contains halofenozide, which is supposedly not very harmful to birds.

Hope we get rain tonight, the gardens and lawn are dry.

James mowed at Edgewater today, thank goodness!

Stumbled across one of Peter’s photo streams last night.  Enjoyed the pix of the kids.

Ron worked almost all day on sanding chipped paint from the bench.  Had no idea it would involve so much effort.

Good Time in NB

Last evening we were headed for the Cape Verdean open house in New Bedford but ended up at the Portuguese Feast instead before the Wepecket concert.

Had sandwiches and malasadas at Chocolate Com Pimenta.  Want to go back there to try more pastry.  Reminds me of the bakeries in the North End years ago.

Afterwards, we drove down Rodney French boulevard.  Gorgeous.

Ed the electrician finished the lighting in Peter’s office yesterday.  We caught up to thank and to pay him today.  Peter: “I _love_ the lighting. It’s _perfect._”

Did the transfer station run.  A lot this week with all the cardboard and fluorescent fixtures, but Ron crammed it all into the truck for one run.  Didn’t cost anything to recycle the lot, amazing.

At 2 PM, it was 90 degrees outside and about 75 in here.

Feed…

Fed Miracle Gro to the roses and the smaller gardens.  Sprayed Spinosad on the blueberries.  Traded a Gaura for the poor violas that were being attacked, transplanted them to a spot between the Montauks.

Lilacs are blooming and fragrant.

Recessed Lighting

Ed the electrician got a lot done today at Edgewater.  I’m hoping Peter will be very pleased with the new lighting.  Heaven knows, it’s got to be better than the clunkers he’s been living with for the past 10+ years.

Ron dropped off the redeemables and did a little shopping at the thrift shop across the parking lot.  Got himself a handsome silver and turquoise necklace and a family tree book which he wants to bring to his reunion later this month.

I added a salvia and another Gaura to the new grass garden.  We picked up two hangers at Roche for $5 each.

Bonnie let me take some rhubarb home and I made a sauce with strawberries and maple syrup.  No supper, too full from lunch.

Gardener’s Diary

Rachel at Soares says leave the roses alone, they will recover from the caterpillars.  Ron hooked up the soaker hose for them today.

Iris have started.  There’s a flower on one tomato plant!

Pinks that wintered over in the window boxes have started blooming.

Added a Gaura to the new grass garden.  Saw a hummer today.

Had to crank down the modem firewall to get work done yesterday.

Lilacs have a lot of blooms, but no scent.

Ron pointed out how much the tiny fir trees have grown.

First strawberry.

We were totally out of cookies, so I being too lazy to go shopping, baked oatmeal bars.

New sunglasses (2-fer) arrived today.  They are the bomb!